Luyện nghe bài hát Tequilla

Rock the
Rock the

is for my killas that shoot tequilla
Con cigarillos while ride out to the club
To get their freak on, to get their on
To get drink on, to get their smoke on

is for my killas that shoot tequilla
Con cigarillos while ride out to the club
To get their on, to get their creep on
To get drink on, to get their smoke on

up, all the homies bang
Round up all the little locs, as the sky
Smash and your body, just another day
Real high until your pistols reached for the sky
This pound of bomb, a quarter pound of bud
'Cause where I'm from thangs never gonna change
So where you from

shotgun blast a herb
When I trip then, then the clip
Not giving a fuck is the
Bitches gobble and swallow, we hallows
And I'm first to launch off the heads nigga
Hit the store for sure right after I unload the forty-four

This is for my killas shoot tequilla
Con cigarillos while they out to the club
To get freak on, to get their creep on
To get their on, to get their smoke on

This is for my killas that tequilla
Con cigarillos while they ride out to the
To get their freak on, to get creep on
To get drink on, to get their smoke on

Whether mathematical, actual dollar figures make a nigga bigger
Cap pealer for the soldiers, have a feel older
And another gift from a sweet to a cheap trick
All a nigga get it get rich

Overnight to the top, first class
Miss Lady got a nice ass, fast as you to be
Lady follow me, I'm a southwest G
Team Kurupt

Straight giving a fuck, I will a tick know what's up
up, finish up when I bust a nut
I'm in your girl's screaming, keepin' her feining
Had to put on my team, fuck

with the checkered flag
Acting all bad, me mad
So be the first to blast, Niva

is for my killas that shoot tequilla
Con while they ride out to the club
To get their freak on, to get their on
To get their on, to get their smoke on

This is for my killas shoot tequilla
Con cigarillos while ride out to the club
To get freak on, to get their creep on
To get their drink on, to get their on

We the killings, don't be playin' the plots
around here, you will get shot
Me and my homeboys run the block
Pop, pop one of they homies

I told y'all never come around here
'Cause y'all motherfuckers pump no fear
Ain't nobody hard the day to dark
Like the fourth of July when the candles

knew what I wanted to see
And having paper, have next to G's
Ain't nothing but killers with me
Blast any who steppin' left to me

So soon take your shit, whoop your ass, fuck your bitch
Never thought it would but it did, you trick
Y'all niggas fuck with this

is for my killas that shoot tequilla
Con cigarillos while they out to the club
To get their freak on, to get their on
To get their drink on, to get their on

This is for my that shoot tequilla
Con cigarillos while they out to the club
To get their freak on, to get creep on
To get their drink on, to get smoke on